Seeking a spiritual path through writing

I love snow. Really, I do. And today, finally, Toronto is getting its first big taste of the white stuff.

As much as I hate to spout clichés, I love how snow makes the world look pure and new. Everything is given a soft, padded look, and we can forget for a little while just how hard the world really is.

My love of snow is probably influenced by the fact that I am a confirmed pedestrian, and that I am lucky enough to be a stay-at-home mom. But, really, if you put aside the messy roads and the shoveling, you have to admit that snow is pretty.

your potos are beautiful, but I think I’d rather be in shorts and barefoot too, lol, I do agree, I love the way snow gives us a clean slate, and it is purdy, just too darned cold for my liking these days! Happy Wednesday Heather!